Meet old friends, to remind the good old days.
hi, still remember me
I turned around, looking for voice calling me
There behind a pretty face
apparently, I never knew him
yes, now I remember
nora, nora
I still remember his smile
I still remember her hair
I still remember his eyes
we shook hands
embraced as childhood
asked the address and occupation
he told me was 20 years in new york
but, we never met
she said goodbye
and provide a phone number
invite to dinner
nora, nora
I still remember you
I will come
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